Building Billions - Part 3

by Lexy Timms

  Ashley

  Passion overcame me, and I pulled Jimmy down to the sand. The white sheet he had laid out for the rose petals caught our fall, and my legs spread for him. The ocean was lapping at our toes as his hands meandered along my body, and I felt his hand slide that beautiful ring onto my finger.

  “I love you,” I said breathlessly. “So much, Jimmy.”

  The nighttime blanketed our naked bodies when he finally pressed his cock deep into my pussy. I arched into his hands massaging my breasts. My fingertips curled into his back, tracing his strength as he rolled his hips against mine. We shared our air and whispered promises of endless love as our bodies moved as one.

  The ocean was coming up to our knees, washing a few of the petals away. The sheet was soaking up the saltwater as Jimmy pulled me to his body. He sat us up, his arms wrapped around me, and my face fell into the crook of his neck. I nipped at his skin and kissed up to his cheek as his cock throbbed against my walls.

  “I love you. Thank you. For coming back to me.”

  Jimmy’s words were hot in my ear as I ground onto his dick. I rolled deeply into him, my knees soaked by the ocean as it ran along our skin. My toes curled, and the world beginning to dip as Jimmy thrust up into my body.

  His hands fell to my hips, and we lost ourselves in one another. Sweat dripped down my chest, and sweat was falling off his brow. I placed sloppy kisses against his skin as I rode his cock, feeling that burning sensation in the pit of my gut as his hands cupped my ass. He rolled me into him, stroking my clit and filling my pussy. He grew thicker and thicker, pulling moans and groans from my throat. The ocean was beating against our bodies, covering us from the world as we grunted and cried out.

  My body leaned back as Jimmy’s hands held steady around me.

  My legs shook, and my pussy clamped down as his cock stilled within my body. My jaw unhinged as the moonlight bathed my naked skin in the little bit of warmth it could provide. Jimmy pressed his face into my tits, kissing and biting and sucking at my nipples, rolling my orgasm into another one as his name tumbled from my lips.

  “Jimmy. Jimmy. Jimmy, yes. Don’t stop. Oh, fuck. Jimmy.”

  He moaned into my skin as his cock filled me with his come. Thread after thread. Pump after pump. I fell forward, my lips falling into his as he held me tightly.

  I could feel him quaking against me, his own orgasm leaving him breathless.

  I curled into him, basking in his arms wrapped around me. When his legs finally stopped shaking, he turned us around in the water and stood up. His cock still filling my pussy and my legs and arms wrapped around him, he walked us out into the ocean until the waves were no longer smacking us, and the moon was reflected on top of the water.

  I stared at my ring as Jimmy slowly moved my body up and down his thickening cock as the waves slowly buoyed us around. I pressed my lips to his. My hands traveled along his muscles, feeling them twitch as he slowly fucked his cock with my body.

  “I love you so much,” I said.

  “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he said.

  “This ring, it’s beaut—”

  My clit brushed against him just right, and it caused me to gasp.

  “Not as ‘beaut’ as you are,” he said with a grin.

  “Shut up,” I said as my forehead rested against his.

  “Never.”

  “Figured it was worth a shot,” I said breathlessly.

  Our bodies slowly warmed up until we were creating our own waves. I clung to him, allowing him the control and the dominance as he bounced my body. My heels pressed into his back and my nails dug into his shoulders. The ring was sparkling, my lips were moaning, and my eyes were screwed shut.

  And I could hear Jimmy grunting in my ear.

  Our bodies stilled one last time as pleasure raced over my body. I pulled him closer than I ever had before and locked my legs around him. His cock slid farther and farther into my body as my pussy took his whole length, pulling him deeper and milking him for anything he had left to give.

  Jimmy trembled as he gave our weight away to the ocean, allowing the water to support us as we floated along in the ocean.

  “We don’t have to plan the wedding right away,” he said.

  “I know you’re worried about that,” I said. “Don’t worry. It was the perfect time.”

  I watched his eyes light up before he drew me in for a kiss. I could feel him slowly pull out of me, our juices leaking into the ocean, washing away from our bodies as we clung to one another in the water. Like a renewal of the life we were going to live together.

  “Planning a wedding would help me get my mind off things,” I said.

  “It would?” Jimmy asked.

  “Mhm. It would also give me something to be hopeful about after all of this ... stuff.”

  “This stuff.”

  “Uh-huh. I could bury myself into planning a beautiful wedding for us, and in a way, the starting of our new life could help me cope with the ashes of my old one.”

  “I would say that’s a touch dramatic, but given these past few months, it sounds like a perfect explanation.”

  “Especially since you said you were willing to burn your company down for me—which I wouldn’t let you do, by the way.”

  “But I would’ve been willing to do it if it helped you,” he said.

  “You thanked me for letting you back in, but I didn’t thank you for the same.”

  “If it’s any consolation, my legs are still weak. So that can be your thank-you.”

  “You’re insane, you know that?”

  “You’re the one who has me all twisted up inside. Not my fault,” he said with a grin.

  “At any rate, thank you, Jimmy, for letting me back into your life and your company.”

  “We need you, Ashley. I need you.”

  “And I need you,” I said.

  Our lips connected in a small, sensual kiss before Jimmy’s legs started to kick. The current had carried us downstream from our clothes, and it was going to take us a little while to get back to them. We swam for the shore, splashing one another and dunking the other in the ocean. Belly laughter rose up my throat and fell from my lips, starting the erasure of the tears and the nightmares I’d been living with for the past couple of weeks.

  We scrambled to our clothes and pulled them back on before we ran up the steps to the beach house.

  Jimmy swung me around in his arms before the two of us went back inside. We left our dirty dishes on the porch, resolving ourselves to a hot shower. We tossed our clothes into the hamper and stepped in, ready to wash the sand off our bodies.

  Instead, I found my back pinned against the shower wall.

  I moaned and cried out and chanted his name. My toes curled so hard, they cramped my legs. The hot water rushed over our orgasming bodies, and Jimmy’s lips couldn’t leave my skin. It was like they were magnetized to me.

  We washed ourselves up and collapsed into bed, water dripping from our limbs. I curled up underneath the covers with him and placed my head on his chest. His finger was circling the ring around my hand, twisting it and turning it as our bodies dried against the bed.

  This was the life I wanted with him. Not his money or his company or lavish trips or expensive cars. I wanted the quiet moments in the most desolate of times. I wanted the moments when I knew he would be there no matter what. I wanted the random passionate moments when he couldn’t keep his hands off me and the moments when we lay in bed satisfied with the silence.

  I wanted all the things people considered fillers, and I wanted him to be present in all of it.

  “Pale blue and green,” I said.

  “Hmm?” Jimmy asked.

  “The colors for our wedding. Pale blue and green.”

  “Whatever you want,” he said as he stroked my back. “Whatever you want, my love.”

  Epilogue

  Jimmy

  One Year Later

  As I stood waiting for the wedding to begin, I
reflected on the past year, the ups and down Ashley and I had faced. The trial had come after Markus was successfully captured trying to declare bankruptcy in Florida. Less than twenty-four hours afterward, Markus had been sentenced to twelve years in prison, and I was about to become the luckiest man on the face of the planet. Funny how things worked out.

  He should have gotten one hundred and twenty years, given the amount of money he stole from multiple companies. But I caved. I spoke up for him and attested to the man I knew. Ashley didn’t like it, and neither did my lawyer, but a fifty-four-year-old man in jail for twelve years would take away the rest of the prime of his life. Markus would come out at the age of sixty-six with nothing to his name, no business to manage, and no one who would trust him.

  Except Nina, of course.

  The biggest shocker came a few days before the trial. Even though Nina had successfully moved to California to begin her life over, a new link was uncovered, a link that made everything fall into place. Nina had been working with Markus.

  Not only that, but the two of them had been lovers. Intensely engulfed in a sordid affair while Markus swindled multiple companies. She was the beauty behind the operation, and he was the brains. Markus’s girlfriend, Jamie, had been one of Nina’s good friends sent there as a trap to throw every single one of us off. The social media scandal? Orchestrated by Markus with Nina willingly set up to take the fall if necessary. The attempted burning of my files room? Nina’s divine plan with the help of Markus’s money. When Nina and I had argued and she yelled at me that she didn’t need my money, she was very serious because she was living off Markus and his fortune.

  That was how the rest of Markus’s assets had been seized. Once we found the link between him and Nina, the rest of his properties and accounts surfaced in her name. She had been draining me of money during our arrangement to get close to me, to delve deeper into my company. Her antics at the dinner that ultimately spiraled toward our demise? Orchestrated by her to set things in motion for Markus.

  It made me so sick to find out, I physically threw up.

  Through it all, Ashley had been there, not only professionally but personally. My lawyer begged me to press charges against Nina, but I didn’t. Between removing the lifestyle she was used to and putting her beau beyond bars, that was enough torture for her. She would live in California with nothing to her name and no work experience to garner her anything close to what she was used to.

  To me, that was enough punishment for a woman like her.

  Of course, Markus was staying positive through it all. He was intent on getting out of jail early on good behavior, but my lawyer kept reassuring me it wouldn’t happen. He was a confident son of a bitch, and every once in a while, he would try to call, but I ignored all his calls.

  I eventually changed my number so he couldn't contact me any longer.

  I owed Ashley my life. I owed her my company. Because of the errors she’d caught and pursued, my company was still standing with its dignity intact. My stubbornness almost lost me everything, but her forgiving soul allowed me a second chance at the life I saw with her.

  I wasn’t going to take that for granted.

  All in all, I was awarded a settlement that covered what was stolen plus a lot more. We were only seeing it in chunks as his assets were broken down and sold off, but it made the investors happy, so happy, in fact, they were investing the most they’d ever given Big Steps in its entire lifespan.

  After all the drama and all the heartache, my company was in a better place than when all this shit started.

  The string quartet I’d hired for the wedding ceremony struck up their tune. Their toes were sunken into the sand in front of my beach house as the ocean ebbed against the shoreline. Ashley wanted to have a small beach wedding consisting only of those we loved and trusted and cherished. I watched as Cassidy, Ashley’s maid of honor, walked down the rose petal walkway. Her pale blue dress was blowing in the breeze as Ross, my best man, escorted her down the aisle.

  But my eyes were trained behind them on the beautiful woman walking down the steps.

  As I stood with Ross beside me, I watched Ashley come down the steps. She wore a simple white dress that blew around her legs with the wind. The lacey bodice was strapless and clung to her curves in ways I couldn't describe. The green clip in her hair securing her veil matched her twinkling eyes. Her gaze locked on mine, and her hair blew in the breeze, whipping around the beautiful face I’d wake up to every morning for the rest of my life. She was breathtaking.

  I was the luckiest man on the planet.

  Bernie stood in front of us with a Bible in his hand. He coached us into the vows we had written for one another as we exchanged rings and vows filled with love and devotion. I promised to always protect Ashley. To keep her warm, to keep her fed, and to keep her at my side no matter what. I promised to always trust her opinion, take into account her beliefs, and to always make sure her morals were never compromised when living her life alongside mine. And in the end, Ashley promised to always be open, to communicate, and to be brave enough to lean on me while we spent our lives loving each other. We slid our rings on each other reverently before I pressed my lips against the lips of my wife. Patrice was standing by the string quartet, clapping and cheering us on as I dipped Ashley back. I kissed her fiercely, reminding her of the passion she would experience for the rest of her days.

  The ceremony was small, but the reception was decadent. It was held at the same hotel Ashley and I had met at over a year ago. The entire company was invited to dance and eat and celebrate with us, with Bernie and Patrice offering to provide their wonderful coffee as well as a menu of their mouthwatering foods. I twirled Ashley around and held her against my body, dancing with her as if we were the only two in the room.

  Then, Ross got up to the microphone and cleared his throat.

  “Excuse me? Is this thing on?”

  The dancing stopped as everyone turned to look at Ross on the stage.

  “Yes. Hello. Hi, everyone. Are we all having a good time?”

  People clapped and cheered as I pressed a kiss to Ashley’s cheek.

  “Good. I just have a few words. Then we’ll get back to the dancing.”

  “After I say something!” Cassidy said.

  “After Miss Cassidy speaks,” Ross said. “I’ve known Jimmy for most of my adult life. Throughout those years, I came to understand two basic truths about him. One, the man knows how to throw a party.”

  Everyone burst into cheers again as Ashley giggled at my side.

  “And two, he is fiercely dedicated to anything that captures his heart. And Ashley? You have most certainly captured his heart. In Jimmy, you don’t simply have a husband. You have a life partner. A biggest fan. A very, very loud cheerleader. But the thing that makes you guys work is that you provide him with the same. You don’t try to change one another, but you do aspire to make each other better. That takes teamwork, and that’s how I know you two will last. To Jimmy and Ashley!”

  “To Jimmy and Ashley,” everyone said.

  “Okay, okay, okay. Now it’s my turn,” Cassidy said.

  I shook my head and pulled Ashley close as her best friend took the microphone from mine.

  “I’ll make this short and sweet,” she said. “Ashley, you’re my girl, and you know I’ve always got your back. But Jimmy is literally the only person who has ever come into your life that I’ve had the pleasure of defending. He’s not just a good man, but he’s good for you. As your best friend—and I say this from the bottom of my heart—I won’t let you screw it up. I like having a rich guy in the family. Makes things fun.”

  The crowd chuckled as Ashley leaned her head against my body.

  “But on a serious note, I really am happy for you, Ash. I’ve known you for years, and I’ve never known you to latch onto someone the way you have Jimmy. Cling to him, even when you don’t want to look at him. Love him, even when you can’t stand him. Let him be close to you, even when you want room to b
reathe. Because it’s in those moments when you’re reminded of this one, when you know you’re making the right decision in choosing him. To Jimmy and Ashley.”

  “To Jimmy and Ashley,” everyone said.

  The party continued, but I whisked my lovely bride away. I scooped her up into my arms and walked her to the elevator. Then, the two of us rode to the very top, to the penthouse suite that had started it all.

  Only this time, it was preparing us for our honeymoon.

  “Are you excited about tomorrow?” I asked.

  “How could I not be? A month-long exploration of Europe, Jimmy. You went too far with that.”

  “Nothing’s too far for my wife,” I said with a grin. “You’ve never been to Europe, so I wanted to take you.”

  “But a month?”

  “Do you not like it?”

  “I love it. I don’t want you missing too much work,” she said.

  “Don’t worry. I ran it by the boss. He’s good with it.”

  The giggle that fell from her lips fluttered my heart against my chest.

  “I still can’t believe we’re married,” she said.

  “I can. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been, and it’s only going to get better from here.”

  “Funny. I was thinking the exact same thing.”

  I smiled down at the wondrous woman in my arms as the elevator doors opened.

  A chilled bottle of champagne and two delicate flutes greeted us along with alcohol-soaked and chocolate-dipped fruits. I carried Ashley over the threshold and then sat her down on her feet. I walked over and grabbed the bottle, hoisting it out of the ice before I unscrewed the metal from the cork.

  Then, I aimed it at the wall and popped it open.

  Ashley squealed with delight as I poured us each a glass. I set the bottle back into the ice, my eyes dancing over the beauty of my bride. The flush of her cheeks. The tint of her lips. The makeup of her gorgeous green eyes and the rolling valleys of her curves. I handed her a glass, and our fingertips connected, sending electricity shooting up my arm.

  “To love, to life, and to Europe,” I said.